Тhis is your rain

this is your rain,
this is your rain,
this is my rain,
this is my rain
and our autumn.

The city drowns in gold, October wears the style,
We’re walking in the rain, as if in a slow-screened file.
Leaves whirl in a dancing spin, like a vinyl on repeat,
In this two-for-one world I’m ready to risk any feat.
Your eyes— two ambers, a autumn blaze inside,
Each glance from you is a divine gift I can’t hide.
Thoughts tangled in a scarf, wind pulling at the wires,
With you any storm is just a small desire.

Pulse hammering temples, a beat on the slick roadside,
I swap a sad track for a love-filled lullaby.
Mist and slush outside, yet inside the fire won’t fade,
Just reach out, your warm hand, please don’t hesitate.

This autumn is our soundtrack, every note a feeling true,
Underfoot the leaves descend—our art comes into view.
We paint our love on fogged-up panes so clear,
The world grows still when you whisper “yes” to hear.

Remember parks and avenues, coffee in paper cups?
We got lost in labyrinths of those dim streets just because.
Every day a new shot, every night a fresh verse’s hue,
I found my universe reflected in the pupils of you.
We forget the clocks, the calls, the deadlines’ hollow chime,
Our feelings are a code; our meetings are not by time.
This city is our stage, we play the lead in our own play,
And who cares about forecasts—we’ll change them anyway.

Soon the first snow will fall, turning gold to platinum bright,
But I won’t trade the warmth of your hand for any light.
Let weeks and months and years drift in their sway,
Our autumn stays forever kept within our hearts, that’s where it’ll stay.

This autumn is our soundtrack, every note a feeling true,
Underfoot the leaves descend—this is our art in view.
We sketch our love on foggy glass, a breathy, pale-blue cue,
And the world grows silent when you say “yes” to me anew.

this is your rain,
this is your rain,
this is my rain,
this is my rain
Yes... our autumn...
Forever...

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